The Forbidden City is the new capital on the border of yin and yang.

The "underworld" is gradually growing in scale at a jaw-dropping rate.

Eight gates, sixteen main roads, thirty-two districts, the entire underworld is designed as a huge magic weapon, built in strict accordance with the rules, directions, yin and yang five elements, even which district should be built with materials, people and ghosts that can live, there are strict requirements.

The third district in the east of Jinhuamen, nicknamed the "Night Wolf District", is the area occupied by His Majesty's lackey: Jinyiwei.

Yamen, mansions, intelligence agencies, self-sufficient printing, ink, study, canteen...... Wait, wait, this is the place where the brocade guards can throw off their disguises and go back to their own places, even if they are brocade guards, they don't need to pretend for the sake of mission and secrecy.

Because here, there is the tightest and most comprehensive defensive formation in the whole underworld.

The Zhumen in the center is eighty-one rivets and nine steps, and there are two big yamen lying on both sides of the gate: "Mingtang", which is the most important yamen in the night wolf area, and it is also the heart of the night wolf area.

A black-bottomed fish-finch curtain and cinnabar red sandalwood two-horse carriage parked in front of the gate of the "Ming Hall", the black cloth blindfolded ghost servant coachman "snapped" the horsewhip in the air on one side, the wrist hooked, and the horsewhip was completely collected in a circle.

The coachman curled himself up in a ball, and the smoke swirled up from him, and when the smoke cleared, there was only a smiling and smiling statue of Tang Sancai in clay sculpture in place.

The two stone statues in front of the door sensed the spell fluctuations coming from the door, yawned sleepily, their eyes narrowed a slit to glance at them, and each of the two statues raised a shoulder in front of the door, holding them together in the middle.

At this time, someone lifted the black-bottomed fish and bird curtain from the carriage, got down from the carriage, stood firmly, waved the sleeves of his robe, and the carriage and Tang Sancai, who was a clay sculpture, shrank inch by inch and flew back into his hands.

The man raised his hand and covered his robe, clearly distinguishing the skills in his sleeves.

He was wearing a dark red unadorned regular robe, with a fish swallowing topaz hanging from his waist, and he was Wang Shu, the commander of the Jinyi Guard.

Commander Wang's face was natural, and he concealed all his decadence and exhaustion under his mask, and he shook the fish swallowing topaz in front of the two foxes who stood in the way, and the two foxes quietly withdrew their arms.

It was not until the envoy of the king stepped on the steps into the Zhu Gate that the red light in the eyes of the two reincarbents retreated, and they lazily climbed back to sleep.

"Your Excellency, you are here. "There were two gatekeepers stationed in the two red doors, and the moment they noticed the king's envoy, they walked out of the door and greeted the king's envoy.

Wang Shu only nodded slightly, and walked towards the inside without stopping, while saying, "Let Fan Wei come to the inner hall to see me." ”

Fan Wei is a member of the Jinyi Guard, and he is also Wang Shu's staff.

The two janitors replied at the same time: "Yes, sir." ”

After agreeing, one of the gatekeepers broke away from Zhumen, went out of the yamen, and went to the Fan family's mansion on the right street.

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"Now that I have lost the trust of His Majesty, His Majesty did not let me stay in the Forbidden City, but instead sent me to supervise the construction of the underworld, what should I do now?"

In the inner hall of the Ming Hall Yamen, Wang commanded the big sword and golden horse to sit on the upper seat, his eyes looked directly at Fan Wei, the staff member in the left position, and his face was expressionless.

Fan Wei's face is white and beardless, his eyebrows are light and his lips are red, he looks like thirty-four or five, such a look, walking on the street and saying that he is a eunuch is believed by people, but in fact he is a red ghost: a ghost who became a goblin after his death.

And it's also a wild porpoise pig.

Fan Wei was not frightened by the reaction and words of the Wang commander, he even faced the questioning of the proprietor, and took a sip of the teacup next to him.

Fan Wei took a shallow sip of the teacup, his expression was comfortable, and then he replied with a slight smile to the words of Commander Wang, and comforted first: "The commander does not need to worry too much, the matter has not reached the point where the commander makes the adult worried." ”

The tea was misty, and Fan Wei's pair of strange green eyes looked at Commander Wang with a faint cold light, and said slowly: "The Commander Envoy should think so, since Lord Qi would rather risk letting you fall out of favor than prevent His Majesty from finding a beautiful woman, then, the matter may not have reached such a serious point." ”

"Oh?" Commander Wang became interested, and his cold face finally became vivid, his upper body leaned forward slightly, and said carefully, "Tell me about it?"

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It is three o'clock in the afternoon, when the yang energy in the yang world is at its peak, and it is also the time when the ghosts in the underworld are the most sleepy in the night.

The five districts west of Longsheng Gate, as its name says, this is the treasure place where the mansions of dignitaries gather, and the emperor gave the name "Longsheng", which means that the emperor is favored and the family is prosperous.

And in a quiet place, the Zhang Mansion of Yin, the capital of the underworld, Lord Yin Zhang is still wearing regular clothes, feasting distinguished guests in the garden, there is a small class of singers and pianists to help the fun, and the wine and food are sumptuous.

The distinguished guest is kind and kind, sometimes drinks and talks, and speaks beautifully, and is a good person who has seen a lot and knows a lot.

The distinguished guest had a fish-swallowing topaz hanging from his waist.

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It has been twelve days since His Majesty the Emperor of the Forbidden City sent out the invitation.

People from all walks of life have slowly arrived at the "underworld" that belongs to the border of yin and yang.

Among them, there are many high-ranking subordinates sent by the three kings of the "Land of Four Wars", courtiers from various forces who have dealings with the Forbidden City in the border "Yaksha Kingdoms", and even congratulatory envoys sent by the Ten Halls of the Underworld.

Although the fish and dragons are mixed and the order is difficult to maintain, the streets do quickly flourish, especially Fanjiamen, one of the eight main gates for trading and trading.

At this time, Fu Yin Zhang Ruanyu was wearing casual clothes, wearing a mutton fat jade pendant containing a breathing charm, followed by three or two big men, scattering his heart on the avenue of Fanjiamen, and it seemed that the adults who were about forty years old were holding the hand of Mrs. Yang intimately, and spoke softly.

No one could recognize it for a while, but this turned out to be one of the forty-nine ministers of the Emperor of the Forbidden City, the famous three-beheaded minister: Zhang Ruanyu.

Mrs. Yang's complexion is ruddy, her eyebrows are blue, her eyes are like stars, and her lips are like flowers.

As for the race, she can be regarded as a kind of spirit ghost, a wood spirit.

Mrs. Yang took her husband's hand and walked on the lively street, and the other free hand actually stroked the still flat lower abdomen from time to time, and every time at this time, the smile on Yang's face was particularly happy.

At this time, a voice on the side of the road suddenly exclaimed:

"Oh! I can see a ghost in this underworld!"